Friday 30 March 2018

Free! Today and tomorrow only! Book 1 in the Ghosts of Salem series #witches #salem #newadult



The phantom touch of a ghost can be cold or HOT. 
The first in the Ghosts of Salem series by Angelica Dawson.


Summer froze, her trowel still an inch above the bed. “How did you get out here?” she asked the air. There was no mistaking that presence. She still didn’t know who he had been, but after a month it seemed obvious to her that he was masculine. Something in his bearing, which she couldn’t see, and his stature gave the impression he was taller than her.
There was no answer, but a breeze rustled the leaves and the ghost sat next to her on the ledge.
“I refuse to be put off by you. You can haunt the house all you like. I’m not going anywhere. This is my family’s house. Who are you to haunt it anyway?”
It occurred to her that he might be a distant ancestor. Aunt Marge said no one had reported the house as haunted and that there was no record of a death in the house. Even Mary, tried as a witch, died in the square, not the house.
The ghost didn’t answer, but he did leave, not before touching her arm and making her shiver. Upstairs, washing the soil off her hands, he returned. It had become less oppressive all the time, and she was actually getting used to him, dammit.
She had the sense he was looking at her in the mirror. It felt like hands slipped around her waist, and she tipped her head to the side. Goosebumps flooded her skin and she could have sworn he kissed her neck. Shuddering, she leaned forward, gripping her vanity.
“Whoa. I don’t think I’m ready for a frisky ghost. Tell you what, you don’t do that again and I won’t try to push you away.”
There was no way of gauging his response, but he didn’t grab her again. Instead he brushed her hand, something she thought she could get used to in time. 


Thursday 29 March 2018

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Bound In Fire
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Erzabet Bishop
@ErzabetBishop


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International Bestselling and Award Winning
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Bestselling Author Liz Crowe
International Bestselling Author Holly Cortelyou
USA Today Bestselling Author Amy Lee Burgess
USA Today Bestselling Author Elianne Adams
International Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Linda O'Connor
International Bestselling Author Lashell Collins
International Bestselling Author Liz Gavin
Award Winning Author Lucy Felthouse
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Erzabet Bishop
International Bestselling Author Elvira Bathory
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Angelica Dawson
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Kathleen Grieve
International Bestselling and Award Winning
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USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
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Bound In Fire
by
Erzabet Bishop
@ErzabetBishop
Blurb:

The witch with the phoenix tattoo…

Isobel Fieri loves her dream job of working as an archivist in the city’s most prestigious museum. Well, aside from the creepy advances of her boss, that is. But when her mentor goes missing and a valuable exhibit piece vanishes into thin air, she knows something is very wrong. Bound by her desire to find answers, some really steamy flashbacks, and an attraction to a certain sexy fireman, opening weekend is about to get interesting.

He will find her again and protect her at all costs.


Roark Jameson has never forgotten the mate he loved and lost. He and his cat have pledged their lives to fighting fire, the very thing that took her from them. When he finds himself in front of the Remington Museum, he is drawn in to the mythology exhibit despite himself. A chance meeting will upend his universe and bring his carefully constructed world crashing down around him. Discovering his long lost mate here seems impossible, but when danger roams the hallowed halls of the museum, he must fight for her or lose her forever to the twisted web of fate.

Excerpt:


“We have to leave.”
“What?”
She lifted her face toward his, the ghostly light of the moon on her pale cheeks making her eyes appear luminous. She curled her fingers in his shirt and dragged his mouth down to hers. The sweet cinnamon taste of her lips brought their time together last Friday night to the forefront of his mind.
“Firestarter,” he sighed into her hair. What once had been a terrible nickname had become his term of endearment for her.
Roark’s jeans grew uncomfortably tight and as she molded her body against his, he let out a groan. But then he heard it, a car moving up the gravel road. He broke the kiss, struggling to shake the fog of wanting her that had taken over his body.
He had to remain in control. For both their sakes.
“Izzy, someone’s coming.”
“I hear them.” Her voice was cold. “Sounds like Rory’s old sedan. I knew it wouldn’t be long before they followed me up here.”
“Do you think they put a tracker on you?”
She shrugged. “It could be anywhere. My clothes. A spell someone brushed on me when I was at the meeting after work.”
He would go crazy in a prison like that. Roark ground his teeth in indignation. They had to be stopped.
“What do you want to do?”
“I want a say in my future. Let’s go.”
“Where?”
“What about Wayfarer?” Her eyes were fathomless pools and when he peered into their depths, he remembered the unsettling encounter at Forbidden Ink. He’d looked up the best shops in a hundred mile radius and it was ranked as one of the top three. But what they both got when they arrived was akin to a fortune telling session with needles.
He would never forget the owner’s words when they walked into the shop and he asked to see the selection of tattoos.
“The Goddess picks your ink, boy.” The sultry, dark eyed vampire considered them both and then pointed at him. “You. Sit. I’ll be with you in a bit.”
And she had. Hours later, after Izzy was done, he’d made an appointment to come the next night only to receive a masculine version of the same tattoo.
The woman…Fae, he half remembered, contemplated him after she’d finished his ink. “Don’t be afraid to walk into the flames. There’s a reason why the phoenix chose you both, shifter. Just be worthy of her when the time comes.


About the Author:

Erzabet Bishop is a USA Today bestselling, award winning author of paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Houston, Texas, and when she isn’t writing about sexy shifters or voluptuous heroines, she enjoys playing in local bookstores and watching movies with her husband and furry kids.  



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Wednesday 28 March 2018

#MidWeekTease Coming In Hot 2: Rescue Me. Dynamic Destiny #bdsm #Femmedomme #domme #doctor #CIH2

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Jeremy slowly rose to his feet, grabbing his shirt and belt from the floor beside him. His fingers tightened on the latter, remembering how she’d hit him with it. The layers of shorts and pants had taken most of the sting out, but his butt still pulsed with heat. 
He took one more look at the woman who had captured him. Perhaps he would be as happy under the thumb of another, but he found Mistress D intoxicating—his ideal mix of strength and flexibility. Her modestly curved figure, as well as lips drew him. Especially when she smiled at him. 
Licking his own lips, he caught a whisper of her musk still on his chin. That memory might have him creaming his pants if he wasn’t careful. And he wanted to be careful, to spew himself in his kitchen. It would be twice as delightful knowing he did as she wished. 
Chuck stepped into his path. “What was that? I would have never guessed. Were you just trying it out?” His friend seemed perplexed, probably because he wouldn’t consider doing what Jeremy had.
“Yeah, and I liked it. Watching you spank women doesn’t do it for me.”
Chuck interrupted, “Because you were supposed to be doing the punishing.”
“No, I’m not interested in that. Pleasing her?” He looked over his shoulder to where Mistress D was gathering her things. “That gets me off.” He adjusted himself again, trying to find enough relief to make it home.
“Huh, well, I’m glad I brought you anyway!” Chuck laughed and clapped him on the shoulder. “Although, I guess we won’t be coming in together anymore.”
Jeremy gave Chuck a light shove. “Get back to your girl. I need to go home.”
The chill breeze outside did what all his mental exercises couldn’t. When he slid behind his steering wheel, he didn’t feel as though he might pop any second. Just when he turned his key in the ignition, he saw Mistress D walk out of the club. She crossed the lot to her car, a little silver Honda Civic. He half considered following her home. It would earn him a greater punishment, he was certain, but it might also drive her away. Instead, he shifted into drive and went his own way.
Inside, he dropped the shirt and belt at the door. Leaning against it, he thought over the evening. He’d arrived with Chuck, as usual, but while his friend played with Tammy, Jeremy was enthralled with Mistress D and Nicholas, both playing with his sub, Alex. Seeing his favorite dominatrix don a strap-on made him hard on the spot. When she started fucking said sub, who had her mouth full of Nicholas’ cock, he thought he might come too. It hadn’t quite gotten there, but watching Alex, seeing her respond to both Mistress and Master, woke something he’d had an inkling about. Something he’d felt since seeing her with another man a week ago.
He wanted to respond to her. He wanted to obey her.
Once he’d admitted that to himself, it was a small matter to approach her, proposition her. It had gone far better than he expected. Licking his lips, he remembered rolling them over her nub of a clitoris and making her come. Not for him, but by him. His new perspective, built after weeks of watching Chuck and others in the club, made him look at it from below, from the bottom. He might come for her, but she would always come when she chose. He was just the means for her release. 
And what a release! He throbbed to full hardness again, staggering into his kitchen. Letting his pants fall to his knees, he freed himself from the cotton confines of his underwear. A wet patch had formed where he’d been pinned and he stroked that over his length. Pumping slowly, he pictured Mistress D, her legs splayed before him. She could look down on him even when she was seated. Her commands weren’t harsh or loud, rather calm and level, as though anything she asked were the least she could expect from him. 
She’d let him touch her, let him give her what he now sought for himself, that fulfillment, that peak.
He leaned over, one hand braced on the counter as he shot his load over the cupboard doors. Thick globs were slowly disappearing, the cream turning translucent almost immediately. He should clean it up, but just that moment, he wanted a shower more. Could he leave it like that?
After the shower, he picked up the shirt and belt from the door, using the former to wipe down the doors. He didn’t want to risk forgetting before his mom paid a visit. When Mistress D told him to come in his bedroom, though? That would be worth keeping.

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Monday 26 March 2018

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USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Gina Kincade
International Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Ditter Kellen
Bestselling Author Liz Crowe
International Bestselling Author Holly Cortelyou
USA Today Bestselling Author Amy Lee Burgess
USA Today Bestselling Author Elianne Adams
International Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Linda O'Connor
International Bestselling Author Lashell Collins
International Bestselling Author Liz Gavin
Award Winning Author Lucy Felthouse
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Erzabet Bishop
International Bestselling Author Elvira Bathory
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Angelica Dawson
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Kathleen Grieve
International Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Red L. Jameson
USA Today Bestselling and Award Winning
Author Muffy Wilson

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Featuring *brand new & exclusive* books from USA Today bestselling and award winning authors, we're Coming In Hot, again!
  
More of the sizzling medical romance stories you love: doctors, nurses, firemen, shifters, werewolves, witches, and paramedics turn up the heat in this paranormal and contemporary medical romance collection.
  
Warning: The Rescue Me authors are not responsible for damaged pacemakers. Please read responsibly!

 It's Not You
by
Liz Crowe
@TheLizCrowe
 Blurb:

Lillian Zane chose to practice emergency medicine for the rush, the thrill, and because she'd really rather deal with traumas than actual people. When she walks into the chaotic aftermath of a bus accident one morning at her ER, she knows exactly how to handle it. What she can't handle is coming face-to-face with the father of one of the injured victims.

Ian Summerfield has spent years putting the tattered remnants of his once-high powered medical practice--along with his marriage and family--behind him. When he discovers the ER staff dealing with his hysterical ex-wife the day of the bus accident, he's shocked to find himself more than a little intrigued by the smart, somewhat brittle, much younger Doctor Zane.
  
What starts out smoking hot quickly turns into something serious, something that terrifies Lillian so much she keeps a crucial secret, which jeopardizes their budding relationship beyond repair -- almost.

About the Author:
  
Amazon best-selling author, mom of three, Realtor, beer blogger, brewery marketing expert, and soccer fan, Liz Crowe is a Kentucky native and graduate of the University of Louisville currently living in Ann Arbor. She has decades of experience in sales and fund raising, plus an eight-year stint as a three-continent, ex-pat trailing spouse.

Her early forays into the publishing world led to a groundbreaking fiction subgenre, “Romance for Real Life,” which has gained thousands of fans and followers interested less in the “HEA” and more in the “WHA” (“What Happens After?”).

With stories set in the not-so-common worlds of breweries, on the soccer pitch, in successful real estate offices and at times in exotic locales like Istanbul, Turkey, her books are unique and told with a fresh voice. The Liz Crowe backlist has something for any reader seeking complex storylines with humor and complete casts of characters that will delight, frustrate and linger in the imagination long after the book is finished. 



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Friday 23 March 2018

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SPOTLIGHT on 
Angelica Dawson ~~~ Ethereal Protector


The phantom touch of a ghost can be cold or HOT. 
The first in the Ghosts of Salem series by Angelica Dawson.


Summer froze, her trowel still an inch above the bed. “How did you get out here?” she asked the air. There was no mistaking that presence. She still didn’t know who he had been, but after a month it seemed obvious to her that he was masculine. Something in his bearing, which she couldn’t see, and his stature gave the impression he was taller than her.
There was no answer, but a breeze rustled the leaves and the ghost sat next to her on the ledge.
“I refuse to be put off by you. You can haunt the house all you like. I’m not going anywhere. This is my family’s house. Who are you to haunt it anyway?”
It occurred to her that he might be a distant ancestor. Aunt Marge said no one had reported the house as haunted and that there was no record of a death in the house. Even Mary, tried as a witch, died in the square, not the house.
The ghost didn’t answer, but he did leave, not before touching her arm and making her shiver. Upstairs, washing the soil off her hands, he returned. It had become less oppressive all the time, and she was actually getting used to him, dammit.
She had the sense he was looking at her in the mirror. It felt like hands slipped around her waist, and she tipped her head to the side. Goosebumps flooded her skin and she could have sworn he kissed her neck. Shuddering, she leaned forward, gripping her vanity.
“Whoa. I don’t think I’m ready for a frisky ghost. Tell you what, you don’t do that again and I won’t try to push you away.”
There was no way of gauging his response, but he didn’t grab her again. Instead he brushed her hand, something she thought she could get used to in time. 

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Thursday 22 March 2018

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My eyes burned with the pain of tears. There was no keeping them at bay. The tears stained my soul as they rolled down my cheeks, leaving dampened decay and white-hot pain in their wake. Scars left upon the soul wouldn’t heal, they would only remember. 
In that moment, I knew I’d never be the same. I thought I would leave. I thought I knew what I wanted. But I knew nothing. 


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Wednesday 21 March 2018

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So, I thought I'd share an excerpt from Ethereal Protector, my contribution to the set.


Summer set out of her home and immediately turned, hurrying to avoid notice.

“Mary Parker!” A man stormed down the lane from the large house that sat next to the church.

Summer squared her shoulders and turned to face the man. Running now would make him more suspicious. “Yes?”

“You didn’t come to the town meeting. Surely you want to be part of the cleansing. You must want to wash out the darkness blackening our town’s name.”

Summer shifted the basket of linens on her hip. The pastor wouldn’t have seen it in the doorway. “Actually, Reverend, washing is exactly what I had planned to do. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

He didn’t move out of her way, and instead lifted one of the many bandages. “Are you expecting a catastrophe? Preparing for the worst? Is your faith so easily shaken?”

Summer took a slow breath before answering. “No, Reverend. I plan for the practical. It is that time of year when our boys try to set out on their own and inevitably someone comes back with a broken bone or deep wound. Don’t you agree?” It was more forward than she should be, but she really couldn’t abide the man and his pretentions.

“Yes, well, I expect to see you next time.”

“Of course, Reverend. Assuming I have no more pressing matter.” He inhaled as though about to rant again. “And what more pressing matter could there be? Good day.” She stepped around him at that point.

“Tread lightly, Mary Parker. You may find shifting ground beneath your feet.”

She muttered on her way to the brook. “The only shifting ground here is the pedestal you put yourself on. Horrid man.”

“Mary?” Charles fell into step beside her. “I see you got the linens.”

“Yes, thank you. I’m just off to wash them.”

“Geoffrey?” he asked.

Summer stopped walking. They were far enough from the village that no one would hear them. “He is improving, but not as quickly as I would like. I’ll need to keep him at least a few more days. I have another request.”

“Anything.”

Warmed by his enthusiasm, she felt more sure about asking for his help. “I need you to gather green twigs of willow. You can hack the whole tree down if that looks less odd, but I need more green bark. Can you do that?”

Charles’ gaze shifted, as nervous about this as she was. “What is it for? It’s not…demonic, is it?”

Perhaps he wasn’t nervous for the same reasons she was. “If you disapprove of what I do, you can take Geoffrey home right now, and these with him.” She shoved the basket in his direction.

He pushed it back. “No, no, I’m sorry, Mary. I know it isn’t that. Can you tell me what you do with it anyway?” His face had turned red but the glint of curiosity brightened his eyes.

Summer accepted the basket. “It relieves pain and eases fever. Geoffrey’s fever has been gone since I gave him his first dose, but the pain still wakes him.” She started down the path again. If Charles wanted to know more, he’d have to follow.

“What is causing the pain?”

“I don’t know, and that troubles me.” She gave herself a shake to ward off defeat. “I’ll simply work my way through everything, starting with the chest.”

“His heart?”

“More likely his lungs. He has no difficulty breathing, and I don’t hear congestion, but it’s a good place to start. Lungs, heart, liver. Once those are ruled out…” She grimaced. “I will heal him, Charles. If it’s in my power, he’ll be back with you before month’s end.”

“I hope it is in your power, Mary. Liz and Gwen are great girls, but he’s our only son.”

Summer set her basket on the flat rock where she would later dry the clean cloths. “I know. Good day, Charles.”

“Good day, Mary. Was Reverend Mather concerned?”

“Only with the attendance at his ‘meetings.’ Barn burnings more like.”

“Yes, well, you should come to the next one anyway, even if just to be seen.”

“You’re right, Charles. As much as I want to avoid it, I think I can’t.”